What if, you were the ice breaker?

I just want to let you all know, depression is not a game. I know this is a tad random, but still. For all of those people out there who find it funny to pick on kids who are depressed, you need to stop. Depression is a real battle for the people that have to go through it. When you pick on someone who endures this, you're actually making it a considerable amount worse. For people who battle this, it could either be just depression, or it could get bad enough to be suicidal. And when you pick on the ones that have gotten to the stage of suicide, imagine what you are doing to them. Consider this, when a person becomes suicidal, it is hard for them to hear anything out of hatred. Especially if it's directed towards them. Now, all mean words hurt anybody you say them too. But to these people especially, it hurts more. People usually become suicidal when they have been through so much bad in their life, that they don't see the need to continue on with it.  Now, imagine if you walk up to someone, who you know battles with these everyday thoughts, and you call them some rude name, or mock what they do, whatever it may be. What if they had finally been clean of harming themselves for a while, and were very proud of themselves. But, it wouldn't take much to break them. And your words were it. What if, after what you said to them, they went home and they did something unexplainable? What if, they ended their life? Could you really imagine that? The guilt you would feel if you actually did happen to have a heart in the first place? You would have to walk around everyday, with everyone knowing that you were the reason. You'd get those hateful stares, and those terrible glares. They burn you from the outside in. Then, not only that, you have to live with this guilt every single day for the rest of your life. I can bet, you will think about it every single night before your head hits the pillow. Now, I am not saying it is completely your fault, because it was also all of the other things that they were going through that led to it as well. You were just the ice breaker. Now, I don't know about you, but I wouldn't want to live like that. I suppose the actual reason of this entry is to get the point across that bullying is not okay. Not physically, or emotionally. It's just not right. In no way shape or form. What if you had to go through that every single day? What if, you were the one that got so sick of life that you were just done with it? I don't think you would like it either. It's just something for you to ponder. Until next time. Signing off, A Lively Word.